When I woke up, I was surrounded by broken trees and drained creatures. All of them were still alive... pulsating... writhing... contorting. It was absolutely horrific. And yet... I liked it. This body I was in, it was... human. Yes... I do believe that is the word. And yet it was... different. It was stronger... more defensive... and had so many offensive capabilities and possibilities.
I looked around. There was a cliff behind me, and in front of me was a sea of green and brown. A forest. I could feel my power dwindling. I needed more nanobots. I needed to make them. And for that, I needed sustenance. The monsters seemed to have given me that, so I deduced I needed to find more.
I jumped above the tree line and instantly spotted a black bird. It was massive. It would keep me going for at least ten minutes. I rushed in it's general direction. When almost directly under it, I leapt as high as I could, going much, much higher than it. I made my trajectory downwards head straight for the bird. I smashed directly through its rib cage, leaving trails of nanobots connected to it, sucking it dry. I felt myself grow all over. My arms grew longer, as did my legs. My torso grew thicker and taller.
With that, I sped across the entire forest, killing everything in my path, and draining it, increasing the time I could hunt. It was a wonderful circle. The more I killed, the longer I could kill for, thus allowing me to kill more, and thus allowing me to kill for longer. I watched as day turned to night and night turned to day, at least a dozen times. On the fifteenth cycle, when the sun was high in the sky, was when I began to feel weak. As weak as I did when I first woke up.
I hurried across the entire forest, but found nothing. So I exited the green sanctuary and headed towards a concentration of grim, and slaughtered them. From my estimates, I only had about half an hour left. I rushed to where I sensed more potential time. I drew closer to a large building with a huge tower in the middle. I jumped and landed on top of it. I then jumped once more, then propelled myself down, burning a few of the nanobots. I smashed through it, and even managed to kill a few things, draining them on the way, it wasn't nearly enough, though, and seeing as I had burnt the majority of the nanties, I began to lose consciousness. The last thing I saw was a team of four human females looking down at me.
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A True Machine
Fanfiction(Y/N) is 15 year old boy who wants to become a hunter. The only problem is that only women are allowed to be Huntresses. The reason for this is that women are physically stronger, faster, more resilient to the environment, and are the only ones that...
